About That Time I Jumped Out of an Airplane
/I don’t have a bucket list. But if I did, jumping out of an airplane wouldn’t be on it.
Read MoreI don’t have a bucket list. But if I did, jumping out of an airplane wouldn’t be on it.
Read MoreI made a deal with God. I never actually spoke it out loud, but it went something like this:
Read MoreGlorious suffering - two words I wouldn’t pair together. I’ll take glorious victory, freedom, grace, or blessing, thank you very much! I’d even settle for a glorious sunset. I’ll pass on the suffering though. I’m not interested in lingering in the painful, the hard, the bitter. Glorious suffering? Is that even a thing?
Read MoreStitches hurt. They leave a scar. And they tell a story. The stories in our scars encourage others and offer them hope and healing. But only when we let them get close enough to see them.
Read MoreHere I am again; heart, mind, soul and body pulled in a thousand directions, feeling as though I can’t keep myself together for one more minute.
Read MoreDid I really believe my happiness could rest on something so superficial as the amount of gravity it takes to hold my feet to the earth?
Read MoreInstagram did not produce envy in me, it just called out what already existed in my heart. Ugh! I hadn’t seen that coming.
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